| Jars of Clay – Fade To Grey Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I personally struggled with the idea of black and white fading to gray for a long time though this is also one of my favorites songs from Jars. But at the end what left me satisfied about its meaning is when I lived through the process itself: At the beginning when you give your life to Christ, you start to contrast everything with God. if you become religious, you'll believe everything is black and white. If you truly love Jesus, you'll see that nothing is black or white because our incapacity to perceive things objectively. When you grow as a Christian, you start talking less, judging less, hating less and loving more, even whom doesn't "deserve" to be loved. It's the greatest instance of humbleness: to assert less and to ask more. So I must disagree with Wackdee in that this song (to me at least) does not cover what is like to be living our lifes apart from God, but just the opposite: "When ignorance is bliss" Wow, "SAVE ME FROM MYSELF!" It is not about a person who doesn't know God and gets to know him but about a person who already loves God and finds out that is not a exactly the God he though it was, but recognizes that the real God wants to turn him inside-out, breaking paradigms and humbling our assertions of what is good or bad to the gray of love that before condemning, loves unconditionally. |
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| Jars of Clay – Truce Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I'm sorry andmott but I disagree. I believe is beautiful the way you interpret this song but it just doesn't make sense to me. This is what I believe it means: "Faultless in the eyes that I could never open wide enough to see me through" To our own eyes we look faultless, but we recognize that we will never look ourselves through with those same eyes. "Much to my surprise it never orbits around the things you should hold me to" We are surprised to recognize that "it" never orbits around God, we are surprised because we normally think "it" does. "I stand here...wondering. And I'm waiting" We stand here wondering and waiting, about our own impossibility to see ourselves objectively "My ear is twisted in all the thoughts A glimpse of truce just because" This tension comes from hearing, which leads you to think, which is 'twisting' as a metaphor for confusion and fight. We don't want the fight, we expect a glimpse of truce even without a justification for it, but... "It's always almost never close I close my eyes, hide the distance" ...truce never comes, its always almost never close, so I force it to come, by closing my eyes, by hiding the distance, by making me believe is not far. "Enchanted by the face of peace and when it turns to sunken eyes and waterfalls" The face of peace enchants us, without a struggle it makes our sensibility come back by turning into our own sunken eyes and waterfalls (crying). "Unsatisfied with simple things entangled in the chords, I can't take any calls" But we cry because we can't cry, we cry because we are unsatisfied with simple, daily things, we are entangled, trying to look for something else, We can't concentrate enough as to keep going with our lives, as to "take calls". "I stand here waiting, I'm calling" But we still stand here waiting, calling, with hope to be changed. "Waiting around for some kind of peace Hoping you find me in my need" Waiting around for the peace the internal mental truce would bring, with hope, that God will find us as we cannot get out of this. This is it, does it make sense? |
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